[00:30.50]Waking or asleep, thou of death must deem
[00:37.40]Things more true and deep than we mortals,than we mortals dream
[00:46.91]We look before and after and pine for what's not
[00:55.69]Our sincerest laughter
[02:31.94]Waking or asleep, thou of death must deem
[02:38.80]Things more true and deep than we mortals dream
[02:47.16]We look before and after and pine for what's not
[02:53.94]Our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught
[03:02.19]Will thou now forget the happy hours
[03:09.04]Which we buried in love's, in love's sweet bowers
[03:17.19]Heaping over their corpses so cold
[03:24.66]Blossoms and leaves instead of the mold?
[03:32.36]Forget the dead and the past? Oh yet,
[03:39.96]There are ghosts that may take revenge for it,
[03:47.48]Memories that make the cold heart a tomb
[03:55.11]Regrets which glide through the spirit's gloom,
[05:03.38]Waking or asleep, thou of death must deem
[05:10.20]Things more true and deep than we mortals,than we mortals dream
[05:19.89]We look before and after and pine for what's not
[05:28.65]Our sincerest laughter